#turningpoint
The wounds cut too deep
My heart; too easily leaps
This ******** is tearing me apart
Time to sell my already sold heart
I grab my iron words
My flightless birds
This steel mask
Is filled with stronger poison than any flask
This natural high
Makes me feel alive
Why do they care
Stop me, they dare
No more crying
No more lying
I will rise again
Merciful heart for a murderers brain
Apr 4, 2018
Apr 4, 2018 at 11:01 PM UTC
It is now the ending
Goodbye to our tale
Where the story's sad
When love was just what we had
I take back the reality
Where I don't know you
Cause in that dimension
We lack vitality
Feb 9, 2018
Feb 9, 2018 at 7:47 AM UTC
though the past may live
in me, I can clearly see
what's now meant to be
s.q.
Jul 11, 2015
Jul 11, 2015 at 10:49 AM UTC
Is it just me, or do you ever look at yourself in the mirror and pull at pieces of skin you wish weren’t there? do you claw at the marked up places, or beat the aching bones? do you ever just look at someone else, and take in their completion, wishing that you were them, facing a mirror? dozens of loose ends, and with a curvy smile, you're forced to tell yourself you're willing to wait for a confidence more valuable than any tear shed. why are we expected to work 100x harder than them? I know no one is the same, but what determines how were different? why do I always want something I don’t have, and push away everything I do? who in this world even came up with the definition of beauty? as if life is only permissible to those who have things figured out throughly. truly that’s just unfair to make someone who’s flaws aren’t accepted, follow a path that is redirected in a circle that is infected with a never ending journey of hatred towards themselves. collecting baggage from the world that sticks like dust on the highest shelf of a book case filled with books of truth, rarely read. all they ever had to do was open one up and realize that to their surprise they are more than what they’ve been memorized with all these years. they're somethings beyond the humans eyes of beauty, and all it really took to see that was a key to a loose lock. just one knock will do. open the door, and find out more of your true self. find out the truth about the remarkable beauty you hold within.
(j.a.r.)
Mar 28, 2015
Mar 28, 2015 at 9:47 PM UTC
As above,
so below.
As within,
so without.
A turning toward
peace.
A human heart
flaming as a torch.
Being led by you
through unfamiliar climes,
we journey blindly
on the road to Damascus.
This pain long buried
by grace and courage
flowering
into radical acceptance.
Sep 19, 2014
Sep 19, 2014 at 5:39 PM UTC
up, down
down, up
you turn around your life
your life turns around you
leaving you with riddles
seldom with a clue
*"What is life's purpose?"
"What shall I do now?"
"Should I end it here?"*
struggling with ourselves
misfortune as chance
arising from ourselves
endless possibilities emerge
your path in life still blocked
time to change yourself
*"This pain shall fade, please."
"I'm sorry I did it, I never wanted to hurt you."
"Please, I wish to atone for my sins."*
every moment in life
gives you a possibility to change
repairing yourself, repairing your faults
creating something new
reaching out of the void
the emptiness within you
Aug 20, 2014
Aug 20, 2014 at 3:05 AM UTC